*Juliet's POV*

It was over a week since I had confronted Kol about my attack, about remembering. So far he hadn't talked to me since then, which I was actually kind of thankful for. I asked myself why I was still hanging around Caroline, Elena and the majority of this town's supernatural population. They honestly didn't seem too intimidating, so I didn't worry myself too much about it. It's not like I had people lining up to be friends with me.

An annoying little voice in the back of my mind kept telling me that I needed to tell them that I knew; it would make things less awkward and uncomfortable. Plus it'd be a huge weight off my shoulders. Dammit, that little voice was right. I had to tell them.

The school day was almost over; it was now Friday. I saw Bonnie standing nearby in the crowded hallway. "Hey Juliet." She walked over to me with Jeremy at her heels.

I smiled. "Hey Bonnie. Hey Jeremy, " I replied. Jeremy waved back awkwardly. We only ever spoke because of Bonnie and sometimes Elena.

"So, there's a party at Tyler Lockwood's place tonight. Any interest? You're welcome to come." She smiled politely. Part of me wondered if she really wanted me there or if she was just trying to be nice. I hoped it was the former.

I thought about her offer for a moment. I did love parties and it might help me to make more friends. I decided that I would go. "Sounds great. I'll be there." I said, smiling.

"Great. It starts at 7:30. I'll text you the address later. Come on Jeremy." She looked back at Jeremy, took his hand and the two of them walked off - hopefully not to offer more invitations to any Joe Shmoe with no friends.

I pushed that thought to the side and smiled to myself, satisfied. I was glad to be making friends here and actually seemed to be keeping them. Something inside me was worried though. How long would this last?I shook my head, "Don't let your insecurities get to you." This was a montra I was all-too-familiar with.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the day. I followed the crowd out and walked over to my car.

I glanced over at the clock on my nightstand; it was 6:24, nearly an hour until Tyler's party. I pulled my earbuds out and shut the book I was reading. I went over to the large mirror on my wall, looking over the outfit I had picked earlier this morning. I decided to wear something different to the party. I mean, a muscle-tank and acid-wash shorts was a fine fashion choice for school in my opinion, but I wanted to wear something more...girly, I guess. "Whore," my subconscious sneered at me.

I searched around my closet for a least 5 minutes, looking over every article of clothing several times before finally settling on a black crop top, a floral skater skirt and tights. I paired the outfit some wedge booties and turned back to my mirror. I smiled, much better. My mother always told me that the right outfit can make you feel absolutely amazing, and she was absolutely right. I did feel amazing. I looked back over at the clock; it was now 6:40. I still had plenty of time. Besides, you never want to be the first person to a party.

I went to the living room and turned the tv on. My mother wasn't home yet. I guessed her new job had been keeping her busy; she had been coming home later for the past few days. I pulled up Netflix and watched an episode of Pretty Little Liars.

Just as the episode ended, I heard the front door open. "I'm home." My mother shut the door behind her.

"Hey," I called to her, turning off the tv. She walked over and sat down next to me, taking her heels off.

"So Jules, what are you up to tonight?" she asked in her usual concerned motherly tone. It was annoying, but comforting.

"Well, I'm supposed to be going to a party with some of my friends." I said wearily.

She raised an eyebrow at me. "A party? Where?"

"Tyler Lockwood's house - the mayor's son." I said, avoiding her inquisitive eyes.

She seemed only halfway satisfied with my answer, but didn't fight me on the subject. "The mayor's son then? Alright I suppose. When do you have to be there?" She leaned back on the couch, messing her hair a little.

"The party starts at 7:30, so I guess some time after that."

She sighed. "Well then, you better leave. It's nearly 7:30 now." She ran a hand through her hair, seeming frustrated about something. Work? Me?

I smiled. "Thanks mum! I'll be home by 10:30, I promise." I stood up and hugged her quickly, something that was rare for me.

"You better," she said sternly. I nodded and began walking to my room to grab my phone, keys and a crossbody bag. "And please for the love of God don't drink anything." She was always hellbent on keeping me away from alcohol. I guess being married to an alcoholic for ten years will do that to a person.

I walked back from my room, keys and phone in hand. I slung the bag around my body. "Don't worry mum, I won't. I'm not that person anymore. I'm just going to hang out for a while." I assured her.

She let out a long sigh. "Alright. I trust you. Well, mostly." She almost looked like she was smirking.

I rolled my eyes. "I'll see you later." I walked outside quickly to my car and got in. I looked over the directions Bonnie had sent me and put them into my GPS.

As I started down the road, I glanced in my rear-view mirror at the Mikaelson's house. It was at the end of the street, growing smaller as I drove farther away. It looked so normal from the outside. Well, aside from the fact that it was the biggest house on the street. You couldn't tell by looking at it that it was the home of vampires, just like you couldn't tell who a vampire was simply by looking at them.

When I was a child, I had pictured vampires as hideous monsters with sharp fangs and capes who slept in coffins and preyed on innocent humans. Truth be told, my image of them hadn't been entirely wrong.

They did in fact have fangs, but they didn't show all the time. They did prey on the innocent; I should know. But they weren't all monsters from what I could tell. And they weren't hideous by any means. In fact, in Kol's case, they could be rather beautiful. My mind began to wander to his many handsome features - his messy brown hair, chiseled jawline, full lips. I quickly shook the thought from my heaf. "Get a grip!"

I was pulled from my thoughts by the sound of my GPS. "You have arrived at your destination." Handy as it is, I can barely stand the damn thing. I shut it off and parked my car on the side on the road. I glanced at my phone to check the time, 7:45 and the house was already packed. I turned my car off and shoved my phone into my bag. I opened the door and locked the car, putting my keys into my bag.

My shoes clicked against the pavement as I walked toward the door. A feeling of deja-vu rushed over me. I remembered walking up to the doors of many houses and buildings back in London, going to parties every weekend. The thought sent a chill up my spine, not a good one.

I was pulled from my stream of memories when a buzzed Matt Donovan opened the door, all blue eyes and a goofy grin. "Hey Juliet!"

I smiled back. "Hey Matt." I stepped through the threshold.

I was soon greeted by Elena and a man who I assumed to be her boyfriend Damon. She always talked about him. "Hey Juliet. This is Damon." She turned to the the dark-haired guy next to her. One point for me. He looked a bit too old to be at a high school party, but I didn't question it.

"Pleasure." I said. "It's nice to finally meet you Damon. Elena talks about you a lot. So does Stefan."

He chuckled. "Guess I'm more popular than Channing Tatum. Not to mention, much hotter." he said, smirking. I laughed. Elena hit him in the arm.

Stefan came up to us. "Damon, can I talk to you for a second?" he asked.

Damon sighed. "Sure thing, little brother." He turned reluctantly to his brother and followed him off to the side of the room where they could talk privately.

I had always had a bit of problem with keeping my bloody mouth shut, so of course I said the first thing that popped into my mind. "Is it weird for you? Dating Damon after you dated his brother, I mean."

Elena's mouth gaped as she tried to think of how to respond. "Umm...kind of. I try not to think about it." She chugged her drink, illustrating her point.

"Oh."

The party went on and I spent most of it talking to Elena and Caroline about the upcoming Homecoming Dance that Caroline was in charge of planning. "So Juliet, has anyone asked you to the dance yet?" Caroline asked curiously.

I shook my head. "Not yet. I'm kind of taking a break from dating at the moment anyway."

Her eyebrows knit together and she cocked her head in a very Caroline way. "What do you mean? Why?" she asked.

"It's complicated." I mumbled.

"How complicated?" Elena chimed in.

I let out a long sigh. "Let's just say I haven't had the best luck in the boyfriend department." After seeing my response, they quickly changed the subject to something non-boyfriend related.

And so, the night went on. People talked, danced, and most of all, drank. I was tempted several times to jion everyone in drinking, and was even offered drinks by sleazy guys more times than I could count, but I remembered my promise to my mother, so I didn't drink anything.

People started leaving the party and there was only a handful left. I had never been one of the last people at a party, or maybe I had just always been too drunk to remember.

I was getting bored and was debated on whether I should leave. I checked my phone for the time. It was 11:27, shit! It was almost an hour past the time I had promised to go home. I had 6 missed calls from her too. I decided to go say my goodbyes.

I walked through the house, trying to find my friends. The hallway was a labyrinth of doors and pictres. Finally, I heard Caroline's familiar voice yelling at someone about something. I could tell what, but I followed it.

"God, Elena I don't have feelings for Klaus!" Caroline nearly screamed. "He's a horrible person, they all are! You know what he's done!"

I now stood by the doorway of one of the rooms, not wanting to interrupt their argument. Plus, I was nosey.

Elena rolled her eyes. "Don't lie Caroline. You always talk about how horrible Klaus is but I know you really don't think that. You have feelings for him, just admit it already!" I wondered who this Klaus guy was. Was he a vampire too?

"No I do not! After everything he's done: turning Tyler into one of his hybrid minions, trying to kill you, twice! How can you say that?"

I thought about leaving, but my curiosity made me stay.

"Because it's true." Elena said. Her tone was calmer, trying to digress. "You're my best friend. I deserve to know what's going on in your life." Elena took a deep breath and put a hand in Caroline's shoulder.

Caroline shook it off and rolled her eyes. "Whatever. "

Elena smirked. "So, is that a yes?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

"No!" Caroline insisted. "I'm just done talking about this."

"God, I hate Originals." she mumbled, running her hand through her hair.

Caroline laughed. "Tell me about it." I heard a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

It was at that moment that they finally noticed me, standing just outside the doorway. "Dammit," I groaned.

"How long have you been standing there?" Caroline asked. She had that deer-in-the-headlights look.

I stepped into the room. "I guess this is as good a time as any to tell you guys. I know." I said, avoiding her gaze. She may have been my friend, but that didn't mean that she wasn't completely capable of draining my blood if I made her angry.

"Know? Know what?" Elena asked.

"About vampires." I said. They stared at me in a mixture of shock and confusion. Neither of them knew what to say.

"How?" Caroline took a step closer to me, crossing her arms over her chest. I could tell if she was angry, worried, or both. Probably both.

I hesitated for a moment, but proceeded to tell them about the night I was attacked and, with even more hesitation, about how Kol had saved me.

They looked at each other for a moment, talking quietly. Elena spoke first. "You need to stay away from Kol. He and his family aren't like us."

I looked at her with narrowed eyes, confused. "What do you mean? You're all vampires, right?"

"Well yeah, we are, but they're the Original vampires - the first of our kind. They're very old and very strong. They've done some pretty terrible things to us, well Klaus particularly. " Elena said sternly.

Caroline nodded. "You should stay away from Kol. He's killed countless humans and I doubt he would hesitate to kill you. You can't trust him." Fear struck me. I didn't know whether it was the fear of being killed by Kol, or the fear of never getting to see him again. We didn't know each other well, but something told me to hold on.

"Are you on vervain?" Elena asked.

I was so confused, but I just nodded. "Thanks for the heads up." I said halfheartedly. "It's getting late so I should get going, I'm already late."They nodded and I left before they could say anything else.

It didn't make sense. If Kol was so bad, why had he saved me? I mean, if he regarded human life so poorly, what would he care if there was one less of us? Part of me wanted to ask him, but I knew that I shouldn't.

The only rational explanation I could think of was thar he had wanted to kill me himself. He came up to me in the hall on my first day. He had obviously wanted something to do with me, maybe keep me as some sort of human pet. I shuddered at the thought. At least he stopped talking to me. Maybe it was because I was on vervain. He wouldn't be able to compel me; I was thankful. At least that could keep me safe from him - if he was as dangerous as everyone made him out to be.

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